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| Category: | Biographical Poetry |
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Posted: | December 1, 2020 Views: 70 |
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ABOUT
BETHSHELBY |
BethShelby is retired from the printing and commercial art field. She is married and has four children and three grandchildren. She and her husband presently live in Tennessee.
Painting, photography, and writing are her passion. She has ha
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Chapter 1 of the book Sories Poetically Speaking
A stranger gives aid in a time of need.
"Tattooed Angel"
by BethShelby
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My mate and I were on our way
to visit friends this holiday.
The day hot. The trip was long.
A warning light; something was wrong.
Half way to our destination,
dripping wet with perspiration,
We pulled into a tiny town.
T'was July fourth-- no one around.
We drove until the engine died.
It looked as though our goose was fried.
We had no phone and little cash;
our checkbook left at home in stash.
An old dilapidated shed,
we saw just off the road ahead.
A man emerged with stringy hair.
Tattoos and grease were everywhere.
He had a big wrench in his hand.
We were unnerved about this man.
He took a peek beneath our hood,
and said he thought he understood.
Our alternator was quite shot.
Good information, this was not.
No store was open on this day,
and had there been, we couldn’t pay.
“Wait! Let me look,” the young man said.
“There might be something in the shed.”
He found a used one that would fit.
He said a twenty would buy it.
We had enough to buy the part.
In record time, our car would start.
He wouldn’t take another dime,
`cause fixing cars was his pastime.
We learned a lesson on this day.
Judging by looks is not God’s way.
He sent an angel to our aid.
You never know how they’re portrayed.
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Author Notes
It was the 4th of July and my husband and I were going home to visit our parents. I forgot to bring our checkbook and we only had a little money between us, when a warning light came on. The stranger who came out to help frightened us at first. The part he found was his uncle's, who only wanted $20. The guy wouldn't charge anything for his time.
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